The body like soft serve, dripping down in the June sun,
I tried to shoot a thought, but the thought sunk.
Nothing to do but scratch words in the dirt and watch the water roll down...
Phantom kisses buzzing like the insects.
Beads of sweat dripping down on the rent check.
My candyland melted down to syrup while I watched the water roll down...
And here comes the lust in phaze, but you're down in Marietta.
So sweet my mouth was seared, but the words you mouthed were sweeter.
My sister, your words can be held against you in a court of law.
My sister, you owe no allegiance to the facts.
And you're talking like the saint on the site of the accident,
Talking like the clause in the lease about the late rent,
Ringing like the random call patched to the payphone,
Talking like the water rolls down...
Watch the water roll down...
And here comes the lust in phaze, but you're down in Marietta.
So sweet my mouth was seared, but the words you mouthed were sweeter.
Talking like the saint on the site of the accident,
Talking like the botched shot, attempt on the President.
Ringing like the change in the legless man's Dixie Cup,
Talking like the water rolls down...
Day undone, day undone, day undone... watch the water roll down.
I tried to shoot a thought, but the thought sunk.
Nothing to do but scratch words in the dirt and watch the water roll down...
Phantom kisses buzzing like the insects.
Beads of sweat dripping down on the rent check.
My candyland melted down to syrup while I watched the water roll down...
And here comes the lust in phaze, but you're down in Marietta.
So sweet my mouth was seared, but the words you mouthed were sweeter.
My sister, your words can be held against you in a court of law.
My sister, you owe no allegiance to the facts.
And you're talking like the saint on the site of the accident,
Talking like the clause in the lease about the late rent,
Ringing like the random call patched to the payphone,
Talking like the water rolls down...
Watch the water roll down...
And here comes the lust in phaze, but you're down in Marietta.
So sweet my mouth was seared, but the words you mouthed were sweeter.
Talking like the saint on the site of the accident,
Talking like the botched shot, attempt on the President.
Ringing like the change in the legless man's Dixie Cup,
Talking like the water rolls down...
Day undone, day undone, day undone... watch the water roll down.
Soul Coughing
Soul Coughing was an American alternative rock band composed of vocalist/guitarist Mike Doughty (also known as M. Doughty), keyboardist/sampler Mark Degli Antoni, bassist Sebastian Steinberg, and drummer Yuval Gabay. They developed a devout fanbase and garnered largely positive response from critics. Steve Huey of AllMusic described the band as "One of the most unique cult bands of the '90s...Driven by frontman M. Doughty's stream-of-consciousness poetry, Soul Coughing's sound was a willfully idiosyncratic mix of improvisational jazz grooves, oddball samples, hip hop, electronics, and noisy experimentalism". Doughty described the band's sound as "deep slacker jazz". The group broke up in 2000.
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